[Quick Transmigration] On how to refuse the favor of the sick villain

Even with his eyes closed, he could feel through his eyelids that the already dim light had dimmed several degrees because of Ge Yin's cover.

As cold as a ghost's fingers touched his face, Su Li even had the illusion that the cold air from between the other's teeth was rushing into his neck along the collar.

Su Li's breathing suddenly became tight, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Little guy, stop pretending."

Ge Yin's voice was as cold as his fingers.

"Otherwise, I'm going to throw you into the crocodile pool together with this ugly iron cage!"

"do not want!"

Su Li opened his eyes suddenly, and instantly met a very aggressive and handsome face, those scarlet eyes were staring at him with interest.

It's a pity that Su Li is not in the mood to appreciate it.

He always felt that listening to the conversation just now, the matter was definitely not as simple as ordinary kidnapping and ransom.

Seeing him open his eyes, Ge Yin slowly retracted his hand, and slowly straightened up, looking down at his fingertips that still had the warmth of Su Li's cheeks, the expression on his face couldn't tell what emotion it was.

The servant who carried the cage quickly took out a piece of clean white square cloth from his jacket pocket and handed it to him with winking eyes.

Ge Yinliang glanced at him.

The servant shivered suddenly.

Did he do it wrong?

But isn't the prince always good at cleaning, so he never drank the blood of the same person for more than a month, and they had to send fresh blood donors every month.

I have never had contact with these blood donors, thinking they are just despicable ingredients.

In the shadows, a figure stepped forward quickly, and another meticulous middle-aged man bent towards Ge Yin, and handed him the snow-white handkerchief that had been prepared.

The servant recognized this person, he was the most trusted butler of His Majesty the Prince.

The servant bowed his head and silently took back the veil. It turned out that he was unworthy.

However, Ge Yin took the butler's white handkerchief in his hand, but he didn't wipe his fingers one by one as the butler imagined. Instead, he just wiped the wrist that was rubbed by the iron cage when he reached in, and then put the white handkerchief back. into the hands of the housekeeper, "Get him out."

"What did you catch me for?"

Seeing the cage being opened by the two servants and the chains being unlocked one by one, Su Li seemed to see the hope of escape all at once.

He must know what the other party's purpose is, so that he can think about countermeasures in time, right?

Ge Yin pursed his lips slightly, glanced at the two servants, and said in a high-pitched manner, "It's useless to ask me. To be precise, it's not I who wanted to arrest you, but theirs." To catch you."

Su Li: "..."

Any fool can see that they are just servants serving you, and you are the culprit, ok?

"My lord," the butler bowed slightly, "Which one do you plan to enjoy this time?"

Although he already vaguely had the answer, after all, adults would never talk so much to a piece of food.

But he still has to ask clearly, and make sure again.

After all, he already felt that the one in the back cage, whose blood energy could not be suppressed through the skin, was sweet and attractive, obviously a rare treasure.

Ge Yin looked at Su Li with his neck stuck, obviously terrified, but still pretended to be extremely calm, asking Su Li rationally, narrowed his long and narrow red eyes, and pointed his finger at his face.

Su Li was startled, and immediately wanted to run away!

What kind of blood meal, what enjoyment, this person's eyes are still the same color, he is either a monster or a ghost, maybe he was caught to be steamed and eaten!

It's a pity that he only felt that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they were as heavy as death. However, the next second, he saw that the man's fingers just stopped on his face, and he rubbed his ear and pointed to the cage behind him, "Just him Bar."

"Yes, my lord."

The butler was very fortunate, fortunately, he asked one more question, instead of making a smart claim.